Fortune telling?Super accurate!

Zhao Wenhe left, Wen Heng spurned himself in his heart.How dare he say that he knows how to raise birds and cats?His disciples knew that he was so nonchalant, so they would definitely scold him.But think about it the other way around, isn't this kind of information filled indiscriminately?Is there anyone going to get to the bottom of it?

On the first night after leaving the army, Wen Heng slept well, and in his dream, the disciples did not form a group to beat him up.He was refreshed after a good night's sleep, and it was already dawn.He stood up and opened the window, and the sun was shining brightly outside the window.

When he came to Yan Luo Hall yesterday, the sun was just setting, and he was too lazy to release his consciousness.Today, when I turned my consciousness, I can have a panoramic view of the scenery of Yan Luodian.

Yan Luo Palace is a three-story building, built just behind the Wangchuan River and the Naihe Bridge. It is still early in the morning, and the water in the Wangchuan River is flowing slowly, like a black satin slowly flowing into the distance.Next to the River of Forgetfulness, bright red Lycoris spread, blooming vigorously and very beautifully.

Near Yan Luo Hall, there are three teleportation arrays.Judging from the news he heard yesterday, these three teleportation arrays should lead to the world of rebirth, the world of evil spirits, and the world of Shura respectively.Wen Heng came from the realm of the past yesterday. There are only some souls who are about to reincarnate in the realm of the past. I don't know if he has a chance to take a look at the other two realms.

Walking out of the room, he happened to see Du Ziren and Zhao Wenhe coming out.He greeted politely: "Morning, fellow daoists." Zhao Wenhe's attitude was very kind: "Morning, fellow daoist Wen." Du Ziren nodded majestically: "Morning."

Du Ziren stepped forward and put a red paper bag in Wen Heng's hand: "This is your incense." Wen Heng was dumbfounded: "Huh?" He opened it and saw two red sticks wrapped in the red paper bag. Candle!Yes, he read it right, it was red!The red candles lit by people in Hengtian City when they worshiped their ancestors!

Wen Heng stared at the two candles for a long time: "Excuse me, what is this...?" Is he going to a very dark place?Need a candle?He has a night pearl.

Just as he was talking, he saw a horrifying scene.He saw Du Ziren lit a candle, and then leaned against the flame of the candle and took a long breath.He inhaled the white smoke from the candle into his lungs, like a monk in the lower realm who was addicted to the addictive elixir.

Zhao Wenhe explained: "Now we don't have many believers, so we can only provide for ourselves. At least it's a little less, but we won't starve to death." Zhao Wenhe also lit a candle, and two big men smoked in front of him. Candle, the scenery is so beautiful that Wen Heng dare not look at it.

Zhao Wenhe explained: "Yang Yun drank Mengpo soup, and he doesn't need incense during this time. Today you take over his class and go to the Shura world he guards. You can keep it. You're welcome, we still have it. "Wen Heng's face was about to crack while holding the candle, no, he doesn't want candles!He wants breakfast!He wants to eat his favorite mochi, which is wrapped in sweet bean paste, crispy fried dough sticks, and a bowl of tofu soup!

Wen Heng asked awkwardly: "Ghost Emperor...don't you guys have breakfast?" Zhao Wenhe and Du Ziren said seriously, "We are eating."

While talking, Wen Heng saw Xie Bi'an and Fan Wujiu walking and sniffing two white candles in their hands, he was not feeling well.

When he set out his own breakfast, the people in Yan Luodian were also in a bad mood.The envy in Zhao Wenhe's eyes almost turned into substance: "Friend Wen, so you have hidden so many incense sticks?" Wen Heng invited everyone: "Let's eat together?"

Du Ziren was serious: "How can we eat other people's incense? It's immoral." Wen Heng said: "It's okay, I don't mind." You are all so poor that you worship yourself, and you are all eating candles, so don't be reserved .Zhao Wenhe thought for a while. He looked at the half-cut red candle in his hand, and at the delicious food on the table that he had never seen before.Zhao Guidi bit the bullet and sat down: "I'm not polite."

At this time, Wen Heng felt particularly fulfilled, look, this is the bird he raised!How capable!These are made for him by the birds!

After eating, Du Ziren felt warm all over his body, and he sighed: "When the incense was at its peak, we were so satisfied every day." Wen Heng didn't believe it, could smelling the candles make us feel full?Cultivators must either replenish their aura, or have food in their stomachs like ordinary people, or they will starve to death sooner or later.What's in the candle?Do you have faith?

After eating, Wen Heng will follow the two Ghost Emperors to the Asura Realm.He overwhelmed Yang Yun, and he could only take over Yang Yun's work during this time.

When the teleportation array left, Zhao Wenhe was still comforting Wen Heng: "There are some suppressed evil spirits in the Asura Realm, and they are not very talkative. If they offend you, just beat them up."

Wen Heng couldn't help being a little curious: "Are there only three realms left in the Netherworld now? Where do these evil spirits come from?" Speaking of this, Du Ziren sighed bitterly: "Speaking of which, our Netherworld once It is a world that is not inferior to the upper realm. The upper realm and other worlds are under our control. At that time, our nine ghost emperors, Yan Jun, and countless Yasha impermanence lined up in front of the hall of hell every day. People, you have to line up for hundreds of miles on both sides of the Wangchuan River."

Zhao Wenhe sighed: "Yes, but it didn't work later. One world after another was abandoned, and there were fewer and fewer souls to reincarnate. There are too many remaining 33 heavens and humans, and there is no way to put too many souls on them." Too many souls, the influx of souls can't find a place for them to reincarnate..." Before Zhao Wenhe finished speaking, Du Ziren interrupted: "Wenhe, be careful!"

Zhao Wenhe quickly apologized: "Ah, I'm sorry." Wen Heng smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, everyone has secrets."

Although they didn't say much, Wen Heng also figured out what was going on.He ascended with a purpose.

There is a dao tree in the upper realm, which has supported thousands of small worlds in the upper realm for hundreds of millions of years, but over time, the morality has collapsed and the dao tree has decayed.Daomu in the upper realm couldn't bear so many worlds, so he emptied the luck of countless small worlds and let them fend for themselves.Before he ascended, there were only 33 heavens left in the upper realm.Each sky is a small world, and the 33 small worlds left after thousands of small worlds are collected must be crowded with people from all walks of life.

There must be a lot of people in the upper world, and it cannot carry more souls who want to reincarnate.In this case, people can only die, not live.People in the upper realm do not want to die in order to live.This has caused no one in the Netherworld to reincarnate and cannot be reincarnated.Those dissipated souls in the world of the past are because there is no way to go. They wander around in the world of the past, and their souls are corroded by the water of the city of the past.

"The Evil Ghost Realm is guarded by Du Guidi and I, and it's fairly peaceful inside." Zhao Wenhe explained, "We will go to the Asura Realm with you in the next few days, and we will trouble you a lot before Yang Yun recovers." Don't worry about it. But don't worry, most of the ghosts in the Asura Realm are relatively peaceful, only some are disobedient. Those thorns have been locked up. You only need to check whether the soul chains that imprison them are worn out every day. If they are worn out, they can be repaired in time. gone."

Wen Heng was a little hesitant: "I...not very good at repairing." Du Ziren said in relief: "It's okay, the soul chain is extremely strong, and generally it won't break." Only then did Wen Heng feel relieved, the Taoist companion of his fourth disciple is alchemy The five disciples are also craftsmen, and they also ascended together this time.Wen Heng has seen them refining alchemy and equipment, and only knows that the process of alchemy and equipment refining must be very concentrated, and a subtle difference in spiritual energy may cause the product to be undesired.If he was asked to repair the soul chain, he felt that he would definitely not be able to do it.

When he was about to step onto the teleportation formation, Wen Heng suddenly remembered an important thing: "Well, fellow Daoist Zhao, I had something important that I didn't tell you last night. It's the thing I'm best at." Zhao Wenhe asked: " Hmm? What are you best at?"

Wen Heng said with a smile: "I have a crow's mouth, good and bad. Most of what I said will come true." Zhao Wenhe laughed: "Golden words, okay, I will add it to you when I go back."

When standing on the teleportation formation, Wen Heng felt a strange feeling in his heart: "If I say something unlucky now, you won't have any objections?" Du Ziren said: "There are a lot of evil spirits in the netherworld. The words are stinky and poisonous, and we have long since lost the feeling." As ghost emperors, when they suppressed evil spirits, they would inevitably be greeted with eighteen generations of ancestors, and they had heard thousands of bad words, and they were afraid of Wen Heng's crow mouth ?

Wen Heng said: "I think there will be a fierce battle when we go to the ghost world." Zhao Wenhe said with a smile: "You are just too nervous, don't worry, it won't happen."

There was a flash of inspiration in the teleportation formation, and Du Ziren and Zhao Wenhe were already kneeling in the transmission formation of the evil ghost world.Du Ziren hummed: "This damn formation...sooner or later it will be abolished." Zhao Wenhe sighed: "Let's just use it. Life in the Netherworld is not easy right now."

The sound of heavy fetters came from all around, and the three of them looked up, only to see evil ghosts with sharp beaks and fangs surrounding the teleportation array, all of them had blood-red eyes and hideous faces.Wen Heng asked the two ghost emperors in surprise: "Two friends, are they... welcome us?"

Welcome in the lane?This is clearly treating the three of them as Roujiamo!Du Ziren was startled: "Not good! Let's go!" Go?It is impossible to walk.The evil spirits finally seized this opportunity, how could they let the three of them leave?

The three stood in a zigzag shape, and Zhao Wenhe's head was covered with cold sweat: "I understand, Yang Yun is insane after drinking Mengpo soup. The soul chain he repaired with his soul has loosened these years, and these evil spirits have escaped." .”

It was only then that Du Ziren believed in Wen Heng's crow's mouth ability: "Friend Wen, your crow's mouth ability is really not for bragging." Wen Heng tightened his grip on the begging stick: "Golden words, don't ask for money."

Wen Heng really hit the spot, the three of them fought fiercely.Zhao Wenhe pulled out a pen from his arms, and Du Ziren pulled out a scepter from his pocket.The surrounding evil spirits and yakshas rushed over like a tide, and every time someone knocked one evil spirit into the air, more evil spirits would rush over.The teleportation array under his feet was trampled and destroyed by the evil spirits.

It can't go on like this, Zhao Wenhe is holding the talisman in his hand, at this time he needs the support of others, he can only transfer the impermanence from the evil ghost world.But just as he sacrificed his talisman, a green-faced, fang-toothed evil spirit snatched the talisman and swallowed it in a ball.Obviously they knew that Zhao Wenhe must not be called in to rescue the soldiers!

With a wave of Du Ziren's scepter, a piece of gold would be released, and the evil spirits who were covered by the golden light seemed to be covered by hot flames, and each of them cowered and refused to go forward, but barked their teeth and claws beside them.Zhao Wenhe said: "Old Du, the golden light of merit in your scepter is running out, so you can't waste it like this!" What Zhao Wenhe said, Du Ziren didn't know, but now the three of them are trapped in the army of evil spirits, and time drags on. The longer it is, the worse it is for them.

Wen Heng said in a warm voice: "Two fellow Taoists, I wonder if we can let Wen Mou reveal his hand?" How could the two ghost emperors disagree, Wen Heng poked the begging stick on the ground, and a thick spiritual energy swayed , Zhao Wenhe and Du Ziren knelt down as soon as their feet softened. Not only the two ghost emperors knelt down, but also tens of thousands of evil spirits.

But this is not Wen Heng's move, Wen Heng wants to summon his roots!After the spiritual energy fluctuations passed, the evil spirits looked at each other in blank dismay, and then got up.Wen Heng poked again, and this time he was prepared, the evil spirits supported each other and did not kneel down.

Wen Heng smiled embarrassedly: "It seems... a bit out of order." When he was close to Daomu in the lower realm, he could summon the roots as he wanted, but now in the Netherworld, the roots also have to respond.

The evil spirits laughed fiercely, as if mocking Wen Heng's incompetence.At this moment, the world shook, and Wen Heng smiled slightly: "Here we come." Fortunately, he thought he was too far away from Daomu, and the begging stick could no longer summon the roots.

The vibration became more and more intense, and the entire Netherworld was shaking.At this time, a thin tree root was drilled out of the soil next to the begging stick.The roots are only as thick as a hair, and the bottom is deep and shiny black, and the top is tender and shiny.

A drop of sweat dripped from Wen Heng's head. Could it be that he only summoned a tree root?Can't it?Just as he was thinking, the ground around him burst open.Bucket-thick tree roots poured out from the ground, and the evil spirits surrounding Wen Heng and the others were overturned by the roots. Before they could resist, the tree roots began to beat the evil spirits.

The whip-like tree roots lashed at the evil spirits, and the evil spirits cried and howled like wolves, as if the flexible tree roots whipped their bodies into unbearable pain.After a while, the evil spirits were tightly bound by the roots of the tree, and they knelt on the ground with bruised noses and swollen faces, waiting to be released.Seeing that the overall situation was settled, Wen Heng's tree roots retracted back into the soil.

Wen Heng stepped on the land of the Asura Realm, and he could feel his tree roots hibernating joyfully in the soil of the Asura Realm. It seems that this place is very suitable for tree roots to grow.This place should become the soil for the new Daomu to grow.

Wen Heng glanced at the two ghost emperors, and it really wasn't his illusion, the ghost emperors in the Nether world were really not very strong.Maybe it's from eating candles for too many years?Poor thing, Wen Heng went back and looked through to see if there was any cinnabar talisman paper in the storage bag. He came to burn the paper for them, maybe it could make them stronger?

Zhao Wenhe and Du Ziren were stunned: "This is... a world of evil spirits!" It was a little difficult for the two ghost emperors to deal with so many evil spirits, but Wen Heng managed it all by himself?The situation of the battle changed in an instant?With this level of strength, is he still an Earth Immortal?Did you miss it?

Wen Heng scratched his hair: "It seems to be over. What should we do next?" Next?Next, Zhao Wenhe recruited Wuchang from the evil ghost world, and Wuchang pressed the evil ghosts back to the place where they were held.

Du Ziren didn't dare to underestimate Wen Heng anymore. He originally wanted to keep Wen Heng here to help with something, but he didn't expect Wen Heng to be so powerful.If he is offended, he alone can turn the Yan Luo Palace upside down, right?Yang Yun just underestimated Wen Heng and paid a heavy price, the two of them should pay attention.

Zhao Wenhe was not as far-sighted as Du Ziren, he touched Wen Heng's begging stick with a smile on his face, and the two small leaves on the begging stick made a crooked gesture to him.Zhao Wenhe said curiously: "What kind of spiritual plant is this? It's so rare."

Wen Heng smiled and said, "This is the spiritual plant I raised." Zhao Wenhe gave a thumbs up: "Amazing! Can I take a look?" Wen Heng smiled and handed over the begging stick: "Well, let's see."

As soon as he loosened his hand, Zhao Wenhe held Dao Mu in both hands and was led down by Dao Mu.It was obviously a light begging stick, but holding it in his hand was actually heavier than the Sizhong Mountain he ruled!What kind of power is this!Zhao Wenhe felt that his hands were about to be crushed!

"Old Du! Lao Du help!" Zhao Wenhe called Du Ziren in embarrassment. Du Ziren did not dare to underestimate him. He went to battle with both hands to take the begging stick out of Zhao Wenhe's hand.But the begging stick did not move at all!

This feeling is very strange, the begging stick fell on the ground without even a mark, it seemed to be resting lightly on Zhao Wenhe's finger.Zhao Wenhe's fingers did not sink deeply into the soil, but his fingers turned a strange purple color.

Wen Heng quickly picked up the begging stick: "Ah, I'm sorry, are you okay?" Zhao Wenhe's face was flushed, he was holding his hands together, and the color of his fingers was slowly recovering.He had lingering fears: "Wen Daoyou, what kind of spiritual plant is this? It's so strange." Wen Heng smiled and said, "This is my natal spiritual plant." It seems that this group of people have never seen Ding Tian Dao Wood before, otherwise they should recognize it at a glance .

The impermanent group pressed the evil spirits and walked towards the back of a mountain not far away, Wen Heng and the others followed behind the group not far away.The mountains, rivers and rivers in the Asura Realm are very steep. Compared with the gentle land of the Reborn Realm, the mountains and rivers here seem to have been cut by swords.Wen Heng noticed that there is not much vegetation here, and occasionally a few crooked-neck trees grow on the mountain.The aura here makes people uncomfortable, the aura is extremely restless, full of violent remorse and negative emotions.

But Wen Heng is someone who has even absorbed bad water, so this negative emotion has no effect on him.

After bypassing the mountain, a huge pit appeared. This pit can accommodate tens of thousands of people, and the bottom cannot be seen at a glance.On both sides of the pit are imprisoned evil spirits.The hands, feet, and necks of the evil spirits were clasped with silver chains, which should be the soul chains that the ghost emperors were talking about.Thousands of evil ghosts howled and shouted wantonly to vent their grievances, no wonder the trees in the evil ghost world couldn't grow well.

"Who were these evil spirits before?" Wen Heng felt that the people imprisoned here must not be good people.Zhao Wenhe said: "Here, those who murder and set fire, gamble with whores, and say that people are right and wrong are harming people's lives... Those who have committed lesser crimes and sincerely repented will all go to the world of rebirth."

"Then you are guarding the evil ghost world, who are the people imprisoned there?" Wen Heng was taken aback. He originally thought that the evil ghosts imprisoned in the Shura world were only for petty theft. After all, there is a real evil ghost world. , who knew that the evil spirits here were so fierce, how fierce would the evil spirit world suppressed by the two ghost emperors be?

"The evil spirits in the Asura world are ordinary people. Even if they hurt people, there are rarely more than a hundred. Most of the evil spirits in the evil spirit world are monks, and they are monks who have made mistakes in the upper realm." Making a mistake is ten thousand times more terrifying. To put it bluntly, when a man is angry, his blood splatters five steps, and when the emperor is angry, there are millions of dead bodies.

Wen Heng nodded: "Understood."

Du Ziren smiled at Wen Heng: "Fellow Daoist Wen takes over the Asura Realm for the time being, is there any good way to make these evil spirits turn over a new leaf and start a new life?" This question... really stumped Wen Heng.Wen Heng smiled wryly: "I... am not very good at preaching." It's not just that I'm not very good at it, sometimes what he wants to express and what he says are completely different concepts.

As soon as the subject changed, Wen Heng said, "But I have a fellow Taoist who can preach." He took out a black stone as he spoke, "This is the photostone of the lower realm. I rubbed a copy when I ascended, for The best thing is to take it out and take a look when you miss the scenery of your hometown." There are various sects in the Imperial Spirit Realm before the ascension, and there are fragments of chanting scriptures by Buddhist monks, and the time is quite long.

Wen Heng picked out this segment of the eminent monk's chanting from the photo stone, and carved it on a new photo stone.The aura in his hand circulated, and the photo stone flew to the center of the giant pit.Then, a huge Buddha's voice sounded from the pit.

The pit is circular, and the photo stone is chanting scriptures loudly in the middle of the air without delay, and the sound waves hit the thousands of evil spirits in the pit one after another.Almost at the same time, there was a sound of cursing in the pit, and the sound of cursing was so loud that it almost overwhelmed the sound of chanting.But it didn't take long for the cursing to subside.

Du Ziren was taken aback: "What is this? It sounds like the voice of an extraterrestrial demon." Wen Heng explained: "In our lower realm, besides us cultivating immortals, there are also people cultivating Buddha. The ultimate goal of Buddhist cultivators is to enter the West." Becoming a Buddha in the Land of Ultimate Bliss, these are their teachings."

Zhao Wenhe was dumbfounded: "We are Taoist cultivators! Isn't it a bit too much to promote the concept of Buddhist cultivation in the world of evil spirits?" Wen Heng smiled and said, "Can you understand what they are talking about?" Zhao Wenhe shook his head: "Can't you hear me? I understand." Wen Heng said solemnly, "I don't understand either." So the evil spirits couldn't understand even more.

"I don't need them to understand. I just want them to keep their ears clean. When they finish cursing and get tired, they will naturally stop, and then they can calm down and think about life." Wen Heng said.

Zhao Wenhe was puzzled: "These people are not even afraid of torture and torture, but are they afraid of talking?" Wen Heng said: "I don't know, how about the effect first?" They once caught a villain in the lower realm. The remnant soul, the remnant soul is not afraid of torture, and at the beginning he was not afraid of Buddhist monks chanting sutras to him, but after being imprisoned for hundreds of years, the remnant soul finally couldn't stand it anymore. He broke free and shattered his sky cap.

Wen Heng thinks that sometimes it hurts more to kill someone with a soft knife, right?

The author has something to say:

Wen Heng: Actually, the thing I am best at is fortune-telling, let’s have a divination!

Old Wen's hexagrams, I guess no one can bear it, the good ones don't work and the bad ones.

Yang Yun: Believe me, this is a disaster.